David Talbot, founder and former editor-in-chief of the Web magazine Salon, comes to the Borders bookstore at the Preston Royal Shopping Center (10720 Preston Road, Suite 1018) at 7 p.m. Monday to pitch his new book, Brothers: The Hidden History of the Kennedy Years. The book explores JFK’s efforts to…
Democracy in action: Former Dallas City Council candidate P.D. Sterling, with help from political blogger Sharon Boyd, is preparing to file a complaint with the state claiming that pro-Trinity toll road folk broke some election rule in a mailer the group sent out telling people not to sign the petition…
Artless: Stereotypes are bad. Got that. It’s wrong to say anything is “typical Dallas.” We know. This is a big, cosmopolitan (snort) American city in the 21st century. So, far be it from Buzz—well, not that far, just a few more words—to smirk at a situation and dismiss it with…
Take the cheese: Hey, Max Wells, where are the flowers, the candy or, at least, the little personal thank-you note for our fellow Dallas Observer peon Matt Pulle? C’mon, a man of your age and background should know a little something about gentility—and how to trim a candle and handle…
Those of you who still may be wondering why radio jock Don Imus’ racist comment about the Rutgers women’s basketball team caused such a fuss…well, you’re chowderheads. Maybe what you need is a little lesson in history, Jim Crow, racism and the dignity conveyed by sports. Lucky for you, the…
Cheesy: Cheese is coming, and it’s going to eat your children. Don’t believe us? Then ask The Dallas Morning News, which this past Sunday declared a “growing crisis” over cheese in Dallas. Gouda God, whatever will we do? Wait. Wrong cheese. And wrong crisis. Calm yourself, but just a bit…
Why would anyone rub a baby with butter? So it would brown properly after you stuff it with an onion and bake it in a 350-degree oven for 20 minutes per pound, of course. Geez, don’t you people coo…no wait. My bad. Turns out that massaging babies with Palmer’s Baby…
Wheels turning: Buzz has never really grasped the story of Job, the pious man ineffably effed by God on a dare from Satan. Job suffers everything but a Novocain-less root canal but still praises God. What a sucker. So, obviously, we’ve never understood why men like James Curtis Giles, the…
Sure, I suppose if you’re going to have a group bike ride called Tour Dallas, you’ll need to include some downtown streets. I mean—sniff—if riding downtown under the watchful eye of tour guardians, sag wagons and plenty of traffic-minded cops is your idea of touring Dallas, well good for you,…
MYOB: It’s good that the Dallas mayoral candidates have finally found something to disagree about. It was getting hard to tell some of them apart. Tom Leppert and Darrell Jordan—c’mon, they’re really the same guy, aren’t they? Someone’s funnin’ with us. On paper, the field of—what is it now, 30…
It must be a brain-wiring thing, or maybe it’s my complete lack of rhythm combined with the personal grace of a blind, drunk duck, but dance is an eternal mystery to me. I’ll understand quantum physics before I’ll understand the pleasure other people get from watching barefoot dancers prance, jump…
What First Amendment?: Here it is the third week in March, and so far this month we haven’t written about anyone suing the Dallas County jail. So sorry. We’ve been distracted by March Madness. (Go Salukis!) Back to business: The latest plaintiff up to the plate is Prison Legal News,…
After the jump, Patrick “Buzz” Williams puts his stamp on some mayoral-candidate mailers that arrived this week. We just didn’t want Max Wells, Tom Leppert, Darrell Jordan and Sam Coats to feel as though their money was going to waste…
Some people go to the Dallas Auto Show to see the bright and shiny new cars, but not me. I go for an emotional roller coaster that’s better than a night at the theater. There’s sadness: The sight of lovely women whose careers come down to standing next to cars…
Nonissue: Buzz is not a big believer in conspiracy theories. Oswald? He did it. Elvis? Dead. So nearly two years ago (two!) when the feds were wheeling files out of the offices of what seemed like every black politician in town as part of an alleged corruption probe linked to…
Lew Blackburn, at right, doesn’t seem to quite know the meaning of the word “impressive.” If you want to know why the Dallas Independent School District seems to have a spending scandal more often than the Dallas Mavericks lose a game, well, maybe part of the answer lies with trustees…
A place for birds to live, as long as they don’t breath the polluted air. A year ago this month, before the brouhaha surrounding TXU’s coal-fired power plans peaked last month in a buyout of the company, the utility made more environmentally friendly headlines. In one of the stories, an…
A woman should ask a man’s advice about clothes? In what universe? What an easy, breezy digital society we live in. E-mails and e-cards are composed without a second thought, off to their destination before we can say “bare minimum effort required.” Nobody sends real, live letters anymore — nobody…
So, Sunday, my partner in dining and I were about to tuck into some deliciously bad for us brunch at our neighborhood’s pride, the Gold Rush Cafe. As is the case for most meals at the Gold Rush, we ran into five people we knew, including our own Jim Schutze…
Jamie Beck, first assistant to Denton County District Attorney Paul Johnson, sheds some light on the “hate crime” trial that took place last week in Denton. On Friday, a jury acquitted George Clifton Young of assault under the Texas hate crime statute. “We believed it was a hate crime,” says…
So after six months in Texas, last week I officially had my strangest experience yet. Dallas Observer business took me to the Panhandle, where I got to stay in the lovely little highway town of Dumas. Like nearby Sunray, home to the world’s largest grain elevator (holds 7 million bushels,…
Is that a light saber in your pocket, or is this your wedding night? Busy this Saturday? I know it’s St. Patrick’s Day and all, but who really wants to go run around on Lower Greenville, downing pints in broad daylight with a bunch of other drunks wearing green? You…
